Overall, yesterday was a pretty positive day. Something seems to have shaken loose, and the kid was on 30% oxygen for most of the day. They had to bump him back up to 40% late in the afternoon because he had trouble maintaining it, but it was another baby step in the right direction.
Big Kid's CT was normal, but he threw up twice. While we were there, his nurse drew out two huge syringes of stomach acid and bile, and they discontinued the stomach tube feeding for awhile. They did some kind of stomach scan thing overnight to see if there was anything twisted or blocked, but that was negative.
When we arrived, Big Kid got a huge, beatific smile on his face. Since his eyes were partially open, I thought he could see us and rushed over to say, "Hi Baby!!". But moments later there was enough methane in the room to strip a new layer off the ozone. At least something gastrointestinal is working right. Emphasis on the gas.
The nurse was a new one for us, and he was quite a chatty character. We mentioned that we had noticed that there were only 3 patients left on the board that belonged to the pulmonologists. All were there from complications from H1N1.
"Your boy is very lucky," he said. "One of those boys had a stroke, and another is paralyzed."
Oh no. Nononononononono. Those poor, poor baby boys.
These were also complications that never occurred to us. Big Kid is being treated for blood clots in his arms. gah
When we got home, The Happening Dude was on the phone to his girlfriend-of-the-week. "I gotta go," I heard him say. "My parents are home and I want to hang out with them."
Aww, his parents. He called us his parents! An unexpected and welcome balm to an aching heart.
Then I was immediately worried. What in the heck is wrong with him? What teenager (or "aspiring adult", as he calls himself) in his right mind wants to spend time with the parents? ;-)
The roads are clear, so I'm getting ready to drive down into the city and take the day shift with the Big Kid. Thanks again so much for taking the time to come by and check on us.